Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 271 270. Immortal Slash, Unsheath!

That was a sword swing speed that even Lan En's dynamic vision could not track.

The witcher only vaguely saw a blurry image, and then all actions ended.

Until the end, the old sword master seemed to have not moved, except for the slight sound of the leaf spring of the scabbard that was opened at an unknown time.

It took half a second for the sharp airflow blade to trace the trajectory of the swift sword slash.

The high-density milky white air traces almost formed a messy ball around Ashina Isshin's body!

The air was being torn apart with the sound of "stabbing", and the purple light and shadow of the eight hundred bhikshuni's body was suddenly shrouded in the afterimage of the sword blade.

"Eaaah!"

A sharp scream came out from under the Prajna mask.

Dozens of knife wounds erupted from her tall body almost at the same time!

Each long and narrow blade brought out a handful of illusory liquid like water splashes.

For the second time since the Master of Xianfeng Temple appeared, she was slashed into the shoulder by Lan En with his giant sword, and then staggered backwards by this move [Secret: One Heart].

The illusion's body seemed to have little damage. Most of the blades coming towards the body's main body were blocked by her naginata. Only the cassock and the corners of the body were actually cut in by dense slashes.

The old sword master was already out of breath, and the power of his move was at least 50% weaker than usual at this time.

But even so, he had already bought Lan En another half minute.

After Ashina Isshin performed this move, he half-knelt on the ground and supported his body with the long sword sheathed. After holding it in for a long time, he took a long breath.

His physical strength was already at its lowest, and after this move, his lungs were even unable to start breathing.

He is too old.

Half a minute later, the illusive purple body of the eight hundred bhikkhunis recovered again and walked towards the old man who was half kneeling on the ground.

She was not in a hurry now. After all, she would probably kill all these people before the short ninja got back the Immortal Slash.

"Yo ho ho."

A sinister ghostly smile came from under the Prajna mask.

The long and penetrating naginata was raised high, ready to beautifully chop off the head of the old man in front of him.

Ashina Isshin struggled to even breathe, but he still smiled and raised his head, holding his gold and steel dragon sword tightly in his hand.

He is the kind of man who will never give up until he loses completely.

And at this moment. "Dingle bell~"

The melodious ringing sound that had sounded shortly after Kuroka left appeared in the Buddhist hall again!

Kurokasa no Tanuki appeared out of thin air in front of the huge statue of Guanyin in the middle of the Buddhist hall, and he was carrying a Nodachi on his short body!

Lan En's peripheral vision was instantly nailed to Kuroka's back, and the eight hundred nuns were slightly shocked by the naginata that they were about to swing.

Immediately, he slashed at Ashina Isshin's neck with a more ferocious and ruthless attitude!

"Dang!" With a sound, Lan En stabbed the two undead insects through the bodies of the two undead insects with the giant sword in his hand, nailing them to the ground. While using his arm armor, he fired supersonic projectiles towards the heads of eight hundred bhikkhunis.

Lan En knew very clearly that the decisive factor of victory was now in his own hands. He won't let something like 'attrition' happen right now!

The giant naginata had to block the blow first.

Ashina Isshin also laughed at this time, the enemy's urgency was a symbol of his own approaching victory.

He squeezed some more strength from his dry body and slashed the eight hundred bhikshuni's calves in a half-kneeling position, forcing her to retreat.

"Heili, come here and kill Master Xianfeng first!"

Lan En took advantage of this opportunity and stretched out his hand towards Kurokasa no Raccoon, asking him to throw the Immortal Slash over.

But after shouting, the demon hunter was surprised to find that the ninja did not immediately obey.

His expression under the black iron hat was hard to see clearly.

He did not use the fastest method of 'throwing'. Instead, he held the sword and ran directly towards Lan En.

The raccoon dog in the black hat jumped up halfway, and it wasn't until his short winter melon-like body jumped in the air that Lan En met his eyes under the hat.

On that deformed face is a kind of determination that has been psychologically prepared.

"Please kill me, Lan En!"

The witcher was confused, what on earth was he going to do?

Lan En soon found out.

In mid-air, Kurokasa no Raccoon gritted his teeth and put his hand on the hilt of the Immortal Sword, as if the sword was of great weight, and pulled it out suddenly.

There was a sound of drawing a sword with a rusty and dry feeling, and the body of Kurokasa no Tanuki in mid-air jerked violently and became limp.

The Immortal Slash, which can cut off the 'immortal', requires a price every time it is pulled out.

The Kurokasa no Tanuki was determined to make himself pay the price.

Lan En had no time to hesitate, nor did he have time to express emotion or anger. He had to use this time to kill people!

In mid-air, Lan En pulled out the remaining part of the Nodachi from Kurokasa no Tanuki's arms, which had only inertia left.

It was a blade that was blood red, like rust, and like blood mist.

When the blood-red color appeared in the Buddhist hall, Master Xianfeng immediately lowered his head in relief.

"In this way, you can die. Na Wu San."

The blood-red nodachi felt instantly connected to Lan En's original knife-holding feel.

The two centipedes that were originally nailed to the ground by the giant sword had torn apart their bodies and were freed.

And when the blood-red blade danced, it turned into a strange and shrill fan-shaped afterimage.

The three undead insects were mixed together by Lan En with the back of his knife. Their arthropod instincts caused them to frantically wrap around and cling to foreign objects in contact with their bodies.

Lan En was sure that all three centipedes were wrapped around the blood-red blade, so he bent down, sat on his horse, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and made a forceful pull.

"Kalla, Carrara!"

The blade crushed the chitinous carapace and embedded itself deep into the centipede's body fluids and soft flesh.

The painful feeling that was completely different from ordinary weapons made these undead insects curl up instinctively, and at the same time, they also clamped the blade.

As the witcher expected, his action of drawing the knife became difficult and difficult, but this also meant that he could cause greater damage.

"Squeak!"

The centipedes even screamed with their non-existent vocal organs!

These three ferocious, special, and far superior undead insects of the same kind, because their bodies clamped the blade too hard, they were directly pulled out of the Immortal Peak Master's skinny body when Lan En drew the knife!

The "clicking" sound of the chitin carapace being pulled out from the breach in the human body is very perceptive.

After being torn out of the human body by the blade, these slender and ferocious bugs were like fish out of water, struggling on the ground, bowing, curling up, and finally becoming stiff.

In the end, the Immortal Peak Master was no different from an ordinary Buddha, like a sand sculpture that collapsed from the inside and gradually collapsed.

It's just that at the end of his life of immortality after betraying Buddhism, he kept chanting Buddhist scriptures.

He did something wrong, and although he regretted it afterwards, Lan En did not hesitate at all when killing him. He himself made no resistance.

Normally, Lann might have saluted the body after his death in a ritual that was consistent with the deceased's religious views.

But now, time is of the essence.

At this time, Lan En almost understood what was going on with the knife in his hand. It was a typical Japanese master-devouring demon knife. Whoever pulls it out will die.

Kurokasa no Tanuki was the one who stood up for him. He didn't want to live, so he didn't hesitate in the end.

"Okay, Kurokasa. I hope you have good luck."

But whether Kuroli wants to live or not is his business, and whether he can be saved or not is Lan En’s business.

The young man took out a paper-wrapped pill from the alchemical leather bag on his waist, broke off half of it with his fingers and stuffed it into the ninja's mouth.

Then he rushed towards Ashina Isshin's direction without looking back.

He split a [God-Eater] in half to see if God could let him save Ashina Isshin who was almost out of breath!

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